Last Six mouths

I have not written here for some and there will be no excuses. It has been a year and a half of so much change , time of crying, love with joy.

I do not belong to Sir Cain at this point and have not for 6 months as all of us have done some growing. It was back in February after having a bad two weeks that I through some very confusing journals held up the red flag. Sir says it was him who devolved the family, but I still feel guilty about it.

The whole thing was like a domino effect, bringing things to the surface, I do not think any of us where prepared for. I will not go in to the dark places that this has brought each member of the family, for that is their stories to tell. I will tell you though about the good things that have come out of this.

Sir is back in the theater more than I have ever seen him, and loving it so much. I can sit at his feet lessening to story after store and explanation off all if it for hours, for it comes with so much passion. Anyone that talk with that much passion can make you lessen like this or at least me. He is looking at big projects and I cannot wait to see how these things grow.

Ma’am has been though a lot, this hurt her the most I fear. I ripped away a lot she had worked hard to get right. She has for the first time stared to run her own shop. I am so happy for her, she has a great head for this and her shop is running well. She has made some great new stuff as well as up dated her old stuff. I have spent some time as well at her feet watching her work, seeing her creations grow. It has become a great past time for me.

Casie my sister who has had the biggest hole to get herself out of is coming along so well. She and I decided to take our houses back. We have done projects that have sat around for some time. As we de-cluttered rooms and our lives, sis has become much stronger person, than she was 6 months ago.

I have focused my submission more at home becoming that looks like on the surfaces a 20^th century wife. I am trying new foods, now recipes and making sweets and breads weekly. I have a garden that is growing so well and is only going to get better. I think the biggest thing I have done is re-centered myself and grown the submission side of myself.

Master has asked me to write about one of my fantasies last week; it is my love to worship feet. I had a chance to explore this fetish for the first time the other day. I have kissed feet quite a bit, it being one of the first things I learned to do as a slave. It was a part of the greeting done by all the slaves to the owners of the school where I was trained. I came to hate this being forced to kiss someone’s feet everyday. I never stopped kissing my Owners feet, just now it is saved to show my submission for my Owners, a gift given out sparingly now.

So when my Master gave me a list of BDSM questions and foot fetish was on it, and read up about this, I was very surprised at the feeling that came out of me. Never really minding feet, even begging now to rub my last Mistress’s. It never went though my mind to lick or kiss her feet, but then we did not have that sort of relationship really.

Being able to act on this fantasy is not something that would have happened about a month ago, they would have been kept hidden deep down inside. Back in that time serving my Owners meant concentrating on their needs doing what is expected of me always keeping all on a good even keel. The list my Master gave me was have so that he would get to know me more, also making it hard to hide my likes and wants any more just to keep all pleased.

So now Master knowing all the fantasy and fears, as well as the fact that I have been in puppy mode let me brake though and explore one of my fantasies all by my self. So one night puppy found her self sitting with mistress at Master feet, Him not with us but on the phone, staring at her feet could not resist my self any longer, scamper over, to lie down and started to lick. It was the weirdest feeling not knowing if a punishment was going to be given out for acting out on my own or would there be an a reward. For some reason although it was in my head it did not matter I was so free lying there liking mistressʼs feet.

When Master did get back I got one of the biggest rewards that could have been given out at that time His feet. He kicked off his shoes and socks and I got to lick his feet. It took me some time to think of what I was going to do with His feet, trying to get the most of just using a tongue. Not being the best did not matter at this moment, not being over frustrated as, has happened in the past when trying something new, I was in just in heaven and nothing was going to take me out of that.

You slave lav 

My Master and His girl’s Paths

I met the man who is now my Master for the first time when I was serving at the BDSM/Gorean training ranch where I was receiving further training as a slave. I had come back there after losing an Owner. He arrived one afternoon, and as custom I gave him the tour of the island on which the ranch was located. He came to study styles of Dominance, as a free, one of two men that came to do so that week. One left but Master took a plot of land and stared to build.

He was a great student, talking to the other free, asking the most interesting of questions, coming in the morning for coffee will all the free and if I was there I would often serve him.

Back then I was shy, though when I was in service mode, I interacted as it was expected of me to the best of my ability. One of the rules as a slave at the ranch is that the private plots on the island were off limits unless invited, so to see what Master was building I would sit on the hill above and watch. It was not till one of my sisters brought me there one day that I found out that we where welcome on his land.

He had the most delight full tree I had ever seen in SL. Our friendship grew around this tree. We would have long conversations, as we sat on the swing or sometimes I would sit up in the branches, or hang out on the blanket in the shade. Over time he became very trusted friend and I would confide in him when I something troubled me.  He became the person I would go to when I was unable to reach one of the free Owners of the ranch. He always know to ask the right questions to ask so I could see things in every way.

He became friendly with many on the island, including the person who would become my next Mistress and when I did leave the ranch to go with her, his friendship with her made him less like a friend to me but more like an Uncle helping not only me but my Mistress also to have a healthy relationship.

Leaving the ranch did not go smoothly and there were a lot of hard feelings, but he made sure that I still kept the Ranch in my heart even then. He kept me up on what was going on told me about the people I still loved who lived there.

After my Mistress's life had some big changes, she was no longer able to get in to SL to see me and she gave me to Master. To be His was not something we both jumped into easily, for over those last few months I had gotten to see a side of Master that I will say scared me, but it has also pulled at parts of me I have been keeping buried very deep inside. I had by this time seen him work with other slaves and had heard a lot about them, their training, and most of all how much He cares for all of them.

I knew that if I was to become his I would have to let go of a lot of inhibitions and become the slave that was hidden within. I knew that Master would be able to help me do this but also that he probably did not know those desires buried in me. So after some very long talks he decided he would take a chance in me. We both do not know if I can be like he needs me to be but we are going to see.

This is where we are now. I am learning more about my Master and the things that please him, and he is opening me up to trust my fantasies; to let them out and enjoy them. We do not know where this will take us or if our path will stay in the same direction but I have vowed to my self to not look ahead any father then what is needed, not to trip, and to let it lead me to where it does, and if that is beside him then that is where I will be. 

you girl Lav